That was the only explanation for their sudden surge of strength. He realized that while he had been outside, they had all decided to obtain their Vylkr Fusion Armlets, intending to surprise him.
He loved the surprise, as it showcased their abilities to him and allowed him to engage in a way he hadn't previously been able to, giving him a good gauge of their skills.
"I'm impressed. What else can you do?" Orion called out loudly, his voice echoing through the surrounding area. He smiled brightly as he noticed a towering figure erging from the shadows beneath the tree canopies.
The figure soon stepped into the shimring glow of the moonlight, revealing itself as a thirteen-ter-tall orange fox beast with sharp canine jaws and five tails, each tipped with grey fur flowing freely behind it. Seated atop the beast was ldra, dressed in a silver off- shoulder dress ruffled up to her knees. Her legs were crossed as she looked down at Orion with a sweet smile, which anyone else might find haunting in such a situation.
The fox-like beast soon arrived before Orion. She exhaled a thick, ashy mist at him,
temporarily clouding his body before he beca more visible. Orion recognized that the fox- like beast was Celia.
"We can do so much more, husband. We hope you'll help us test the limits of our abilities on you," a familiar voice called from a distance.
Orion turned towards the voice and saw Lyra sitting on countless thick strands of her hair, suspended in the air and coiled beneath her. Several strands were spread into various parts of the forest around her.
The scene made Lyra appear as though she was flying, supported by the strands of her hair, which Orion knew was true. Suddenly, he felt Lyra's hair move around him, and before he could grasp what was happening, two familiar arms erged from behind him, coiling around his shoulders.
A pair of warm lips kissed his cheek before pulling back. "She's right, husband. And don't forget to hold back, okay-you know there's a limit to our strength," Derry said, her voice compelling and filled with mirth.
Orion knew that Derry's gift allowed her to seamlessly rge with any material, enhance its toughness to extraordinary levels, and manipulate it to her will. No wonder the hair restraints felt tighter than an ordinary one-star warrior could manage!
"Whether he holds back or not is irrelevant..." Another voice chid in, drawing Orion's attention to the side. He saw Reena sitting on the petal of a ten-ter-tall purple flower monster. Beside her sat Fiona, with Willow and Breezeflutter perched on her shoulders, watching the unfolding battle with keen interest.
The flower monster's roots crawled forward and stopped just shy of them.
"...Because we've prepared soone who'll be able to restrain him, no matter what," Reena added, lifting her gaze upward.
Sensing the changes in the sky, Orion forcefully lifted his head, breaking free from so of the restraints. Above them, a suspended sea of water was forming-one half frozen, while the other half flowed freely in the air. Beneath this hovering expanse, Fifi hovered in the air, illuminated by the moonlight filtering through the water, her figure glowing as if she were the goddess of the sea herself.
Fifi's bright smile t Orion's gaze. "Are you ready, husband?" she asked.
Orion's smile didn't waver. "I'm ready," he replied.
In the remote area far north away from Paradise,
A deep, bleak valley with steep, narrow sides stretched endlessly into the distance, breaking into several smaller canyons. Vylkr vines slithered across every corner of the canyon, searching for even the faintest signs of life to consu.
Scattered throughout the area were remnants of wreckage-scraps from Runaway Cities and other unknown relics lost to ti, now entangled in the unforgiving grasp of the Vylkr vines, which had ensnared them in their relentless terror. It was as if death sang a lullaby, plunging the entire landscape into its cold, chilling embrace.
However, several towering structures moved across the landscape far in the distance within this treacherous land. Numbering over a hundred, each appeared to be a rough patchwork of tal and debris, treading the dreadful terrain like the skeletal remains of once-great beasts. Rust and corrosion had gnawed away at their surfaces, with scaffolds, bridges, and heavy chains connecting the remnants like pathways twisting and turning, resembling the intestines of a giant.
Within these structures were nurous figures with weathered expressions that appeared to have seen life's horrors. To have eaten from the sa bowl as death and fled just before she could have her last al.
Their eyes vigilantly scanned the surroundings for threats, wary of the encroaching Vylkr vines and the other towering structures beside them.
A eting was taking place inside one of these towering structures in a dimly lit room. Nurous individuals were present, each hidden behind thick curtains that obscured their identities.
"I am glad the Ashwind and the Ironblade Stowaways accepted our invitation and were able to make it," a masculine voice spoke from behind a curtained area at the forefront.
"After hearing the contents of your invitation, it was only natural that we would attend. I think we shouldn't waste any more ti and swiftly discuss the matter," another voice
responded.
"I agree," a third voice added, its cold, chilling tone barely concealed.
Several other voices echoed in the room-so impatient, others calm-all in agreent.
"Okay, let's begin. As you all know, I've called you here because of the sudden intrusion of three Runaway Cities into our territory. These Runaway cities have no business being here. Initially, we decided to turn a blind eye. Still, after a thorough investigation, we've uncovered that this might be an opportunity to take down one or even multiple Runaway Cities at once."
"However, it would be impossible for us to accomplish such an insurmountable feat alone. That's why we've decided to inform you all, so we can put aside our differences, co together, and turn this into a reality," the previous voice explained.
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